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Tag Archives: Tomorrow
We’ll Burn Our Memory
We’ll Burn Our Memoryby Michael DoyleThere is nothing more humanThen knowing that you are brokenAs time slips by as it canAnd words meander or are unspokenTime is fleeting and not to squanderLet me entreat you to spend yours wellThere are … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Armor, Ashes, Battle, Better Senses, Broken, Burn, Carry, Choices, Cracks, Dance, Defeat, Difference, Eyes, Fast, Fire, Fleeting, Forget, Hope, Human, Inner Essence, Inner Light, Inner Voice, Know, Life, Limits, Love, Memory, Nothing, One Last Time, Past, Paths, Poetry and Poems, Promise, Regret, Right, Shine, Skies, Spell, Squander, Streets, Time Slips By, Tomorrow, Unexplored, Unspoken, Victory, Wish, Won, Words Meander
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Thought For the Day: Fear and Doubt Is Not A Good Thought Process Because This Is A Time For Tremendous Hope and Joy and Optimism and Action
“Fear and doubt is not a good thought process because this is a time for tremendous hope and joy and optimism and action. But to embrace the possibilities of tomorrow, we must reject the perennial prophets of doom and their … Continue reading
Posted in Thought For the Day
Tagged Absolute Power, Action, Alarmists, America, Apocalypse, Bastion of Freedom, Control, Country, Demand, Destroy, Dominate, Donald Trump, Doubt, Economy, End of Oil, Eradicate, Fear, Fortune Tellers, Hope, Joy, Liberty, Mass Starvation, Optimism, Our Lives, Overpopulation Crisis, Possibilities, Predictions, Prophets of Doom, Proud, Radical Socialists, Reject, Strong, Thought For the Day, Thought Process, Tomorrow, Transform, Unyielding, Wreck
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Waking From Lies
Waking From Liesby Michael DoyleThe life before usSeen as if waking from liesMaybe it never wasWe awake with opened eyesDanger stands on either sideWhile we choose our confessionWe can fake that it stops at wounded prideOr press forward despite our … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Books, Cast Off, Children, Choose, Confession, Content, Danger, Disappear, Either Side, End of the Story, Every Day, Every Heart, Feel, Feeling Alive, Forget, Hope, Human Beings, Hurt, Kiss, Learn, Lies, Life Before Us, Never Was, Opened Eyes, Poetry and Poems, Predilection, Press Forward, Pretend, Quest, Questioning, Real, Real Meaning, Reverie, Seek Happiness, Seeking Glory, Sermons, Shadows, Sorrow, Stay Near, Tears, Tomorrow, Travel, Vast Distances, Wake, Waking From Lies, Walk, Wounded Pride
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First Principles: It Will Be of Little Avail To the People That the Laws Are Made By Men of Their Own Choice, If the Laws Are So Voluminous That They Cannot Be Read, Or So Incoherent That They Cannot Be Understood
“It will be of little avail to the people that the laws are made by men of their own choice, if the laws be so voluminous that they cannot be read, or so incoherent that they cannot be understood; if … Continue reading
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Tagged Choice, First Principles, Incessant Changes, Inchoherent, James Madison, Know, Laws, Little Avail, Promulgated, Read, Repealed, Revised, The People, Today, Tomorrow, Understood, Voluminous
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Dedicated To A Half Remembered Lorax, Part II
Dedicated To A Half Remembered Lorax, Part IIIby Michael DoyleHowever much some point out their clarityA dreamer remains undeterred by realityEven when it seems everyone is living culpableIt never stops quixotic dreams of the impossibleFloating as it is into the … Continue reading
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Tagged Bottom-Line, Clarity, Culpable, Days, Death, Dedicate, Devastation, Devine, Dreamer, Dreams, Essence, Falls, Fire, Force Multiplier, Future Shock, Greed, Impossible, Last Breath, Last Hope, Lean, Lessons, Lorax, Mean, Mustard Seed, Nature and Trees, Need, Page, Perfect, Plays, Plead, Poetry and Poems, Pride, Rainbow, Reality, Shot, Sorrow, Soul, Stage, Success, Tomorrow, Truth, Vibes, Win, World, Worthy Thought, Zen
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Under Lock and Key
Under Lock and Keyby Michael DoyleUnder lock and keyIs where I keep meHidden away so no one can seeThere in arcs of memoryShadowboxing with myselfThrough all the volumes on the shelfThere really isn’t much mysteryWhen we’re talking self historyRecollections that … Continue reading
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Tagged Arcs, Biology, Bleed, Bring, Constant Feeling, Darkness, Dread, Family Tree, Fear, Half Wrong, Heart, Hidden Away, Imprint, Light, Lock and Key, Me, Memory, Moment, Mystery, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Recollection, Right, Self History, Sense, Shadowboxing, Shelf, Silent, Slowness, Swing, Tomorrow, Volumes, Wonder
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We’re Going To Make It
We’re Going To Make Itby Michael DoyleWhatever today’s bit of sorrowKeep holding on for tomorrowNot giving in to the gray skiesUntil you see the bright sunriseThat will greet your dreamsHeld together now taped at the seamsIn a world that even … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Adjustment, Alibis, Blame, Brave, Cheerfulness, Clueless, Dreams, Empty, Empty Pockets, Fear, Gratitude, Gray Skies, Greet, Holding On, Hope, Hopes and Dreams, Linger, Make Believe, Make It, New Day, New Norm, Newsmen, Optimism, Pessimism, Platitude, Poetry and Poems, Quarter, Refuge, Same, Seams, Shanty Town, Sing, Someday, Sorrow, Souls, Stay, Sunrise, Today, Together, Tomorrow, Warm, Warmth, We, Winter's Day, Wise, World
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A Thinking Plague
A Thinking Plagueby Michael DoylePeeped at through the window my mind’s eyeIt seems to philosophize is to learn to dieThere is to every life an adversary named deathOne that we must fight until our last breathFruitful in our play had … Continue reading
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Tagged Adversary, Analysis, Approach, Approximation, Brings, Composition, Conversation, Death, Destination, Detachment, Die, Dreams, Forgot, Hume, Last Breath, Life, Long Road, Meant, Measure, Middle Ground, Obfuscation, Paralysis, Parchment, Pen, Philosophy, Plague, Poetry and Poems, Quest, Reproach, Sinners and Saints, Society, Tale, Taught, Think, Thinking, Tomorrow, Treasure, Window
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There’s Maybe Nothing Better
There’s Maybe Nothing Betterby Michael DoyleThere is maybe nothingThat could be any betterHowever bright or gloomyThe day has turned the weatherThan spending this Sunday afternoonWatching dreams with my daughtersHearts overflowing with joy soonWatching Rudolph with their fatherThere’s nothing like a … Continue reading
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Tagged Allow, Better, Born, Bright, Confide, Daughters, Day, Differences, Dreams, Every Heart, Father, Fit, Follow, Girls and Boys, Gloomy, Good, Grow Up, Hearts, Hide, Joy, Lesson, Love, Loving World, Memory, Misfit, Misfit Toys, Nothing Better, One, Outrun, Place, Poetry and Poems, Room Enough, Rudolph, Sunday Afternoon, Together, Tomorrow, Troubles, True, Understood, Weather, World, Yesterday
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